I don’t know where to begin in the house that begins without me.
Moths took over the pantry 7 mornings ago.
Air conditioning crashed the heatwave.
There’s no name for the missing part in the original sentence-frame.
The lawnmower broken in the front yard crab crass for who knows how long.
I was lazy like August.
The moon stuck between power lines before its pink climb.
The middle lane on the highway can be slow on the left or fast on the right.
Maybe it’s not the right lane at all.
We were driving to a new occasion.
Nothing was interesting like before we settled in.
The rabbit immobilized won’t trick the neighborhood coyote.
Don’t walk barefoot through blue thistle.
Tip your head back, and the green field disappears.
Bird song falling into night’s crescendo.
Their nests abandoned in the azaleas cut down when the fireflies announced mid-June.
Monday’s notes were mistranslated into comedy.
Emails I never sent because I couldn’t reply all.
The main character in a pendant around one’s neck maybe with someone’s ashes.
Their right hand surrendered to ether.
I keep forgetting more of you.
Time wedges itself year by year.
Your voice dissipates air.
The clocks lost their hands before we knew.
Someone said something purportedly divine about the body not needing itself.
I drank the nectar of the gods, and it frightened me.
The last song on the radio won’t let go of last night’s dream.